Caught up in your fractured symmetry
The beating of my heart plays timpany
And I expect no sympathy from
Anyone who does not know us
Two peas in a pod destined to deliver
No matter rules’ consequences broken
Caught up in your fractured symmetry
The beating of my heart plays timpany
And I expect no sympathy from
Anyone who does not know us
Two peas in a pod destined to deliver
No matter rules’ consequences broken
One of the suitors approached her gently and asked her to re-engage with him.
“I can’t. I’m sorry,” she replied immediately.
“But how can you know that he’ll come back for you? Don’t you think that’s too big of a risk to take while you are left here alone without answers, just waiting?”
“I know, I know the wayt this can go – but I can’t do anything other than to do what I’m doing, now that he lives inside of me.”
“Even if it hurts me, show me the way.”
—
(Sleep Token reference)
“When I have stressed thoughts of needing to rehome my dogs, that’s when I know my mind is on the edge of breaking.”
“That once I had gotten my children fledged and successfully launched into their new lives that I would have something left to offer – instrad of these fried circuits.”
“A way to cope with and survive despite the hardships of reality…though these days, reality is pressing to crush me.”
“As in, what little bit was left of supporting a woman’s pride.
A heavy blow – if she’d allowed herself to care for the loss.”
She had pieced together the favored undergarment one last time, patching it here and there against its resistance under dwindling time’s pressure – to find the support wire completely bursting out through the once surrounding fabric in a final triumph of its determined rebellion just as she entered the pavillion.
“Stuck within tangled branches.”
“Oh, that’s right – you can’t walk!
My bad…”
“Will the real Athena please step forward?”
“Hip trying to twist out of socket.”
Once lands are nourished
And the day’s work is done
All that remains is to love
“We all are these stories, unfolding.
What will be yours in its glory?”
Love’s gears are moved back into motion
By guiding hands of souls crossing oceans
—-
(Title reference to God’s purpose in Bible)
“No…she’d always know what she’d had, before she lost it.”
“Listen, you.
You don’t get anything without Him.”
“Thank you for making space and granting me safe passage, supporting me through the entire process to have the best view and a chance to connect with him – even though my wolf became injured and I’m now back to modes of desperation.”
“Do I fit you?”
“Today’s tension migraine brought to you by…”
Pain before then
On the way back
But not during
Given blessing
Yet phasing
Substantially
In-then-out of
Material reality
She had brought her walking sticks, planning to keep head high and stature elegant – but in the rush to don final pieces and help get them all through the throngs to the ADA window, she’d forgotten them.
Yet, somehow, she found her legs were working in tandem as they carried her with careful, determined purpose, gliding and turning on heals as needed.
Her magic had arrived to support her.
Funny how when it was over, her body went back to being injured.
This is it, the place where the tears flow
I guess that’s when one can know again
When you find someone who’s heartbeat
Takes you where you’d not choose to go
If knew what was good for your survival
Where the bodies of broken dreams rot
In shadows of past potentials’ haunting
Tormented by disillusionment of lovers
Too toxic to remember their humanity
And that we’re here to reclaim destiny
“No,” she growled.
She knew she was vulnerable as he left.
She knew others would try to take advantage.
So she gifted him with her openness while she could, and then began reattaching her armor.
He had slipped right past
Barriers long ago sealed
She knew it was her fault
Returning to glance again
Right when he also turned
And their eyes met openly
Her voice grew dimmer
As he continued farther
Trying to tell him truth
While he could hear it
Not wanting to disrupt
His careful momentum
Unsure if he’d return
Tears flowimg silent
“A lover must aim for another lover in order to find true happiness.”
This is what I want
Something between
Our hearts that is ours
No one may take away
Because our instincts
Remain pure-attuned
And if we falter we lift
Each other’s spirits up
Redefining vision of
Desired loving unity
Be my guiding believer
Be my daily adventure
For I am weak without
The strength you give
Grant me comfort in
Heat of your shelter
Without which I only
Dream of life to begin
“Examples of good partnership more and more around me.”
They had been there
Had fed each other
Even distanced apart
They grew stronger
“I keep the freak show talk to a careful minimum.”
—-
(Sleep Token reference)
“For just a moment.”
—
(Sleep Token reference)
“I look forward to meeting you.”
How much she needed courtship’s serenading.
“Can two wrecked halves make a healed whole?”